It seems that Ling Huanwu was beaten terribly by Zhou Jiuzhen.
Seeing her suspicions confirmed, Song Yaoyao's bad mood vanished instantly. She sauntered away, humming a tune as she held her belly in her hands.
Ling Huanwu was completely bewildered. Her body was already aching as if she had been run over by a car wheel, yet Song Yaoyao was still bouncing around in front of her. If it weren't for the fact that she was currently pregnant and knew that Song Yaoyao would leave after giving birth, she would have loved to pick up a broom and beat her up.
And then there's Zhou Jiuzhen. He says he's completely uninterested in that kind of thing, but last night he was the one pulling her along, coaxing her to do it again and again.
He's stiff all over, even his mouth is stiff!
So, every evening...
Ling Huanwu always blew out the lamp early, not giving him any chance to succeed.
As expected, Zhou Jiuzhen kept his promise and huddled in the corner at the appointed time, looking every bit the chaste and virtuous man, as if he were afraid of being defiled by Ling Huanwu.
Ling Huanwu was speechless. Seeing that he was such a big man and still so serious, she couldn't be bothered to try and win his favor.
The primary task now is to grow the vegetables.
For several days in a row.
Ling Huanwu would sometimes get up in the middle of the night and squat in front of the door to see if the loofah seeds had sprouted.
Then I went to the back of the yard to check if the spinach seeds had sprouted.
On the sixth day, with only two days left, there was still no movement in the field.
Ling Huanwu sat on a rock behind the courtyard, somewhat dejected, staring blankly at the empty fields until dawn.
A series of dark shadows loomed over her head.
Ling Huanwu raised her eyes.
Then Song Yaoyao arrived early with several aunties to witness this barren land where no miracle had occurred.
"Where are the seedlings? They're still just soil!"
"I told you not to mess around if you don't know how to grow vegetables. Now you're covered in mosquito bites. I heard that Commander Zhou spends all of his monthly salary on ointment at the clinic. What a waste."
"Stop talking nonsense. Since she lost the bet, hurry up and make Xiaoqin take out the money and divide it up!"
"Aunt Wang is really unlucky to have married such a spendthrift wife!"
The air was filled with malicious mockery. Just as Ling Huanwu was wondering where things had gone wrong, a furious shout came from behind her, startling the chattering aunties who had just been talking at once.
"Who are you calling a spendthrift woman?"
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